The things on the plate look green and delicious.

Ruozhi walked to the stone table and sat down, twisted a piece with his fingers, and looked in front of him. No matter how hard he looked, it didn't look like something to eat, it looked like tender leaves. He smelled it in front of his nose, and there was a faint fragrance of plants and trees, but it also conformed to the characteristics of tender leaves.

After hesitating for a while, I finally felt a thirst in my stomach and gushes. I had to put the tender leaf-like food into my mouth and chew it. It was tasteless, but it was not unpalatable, but it was difficult to swallow.

I endured the discomfort and swallowed the tender leaves in my mouth. The feeling of hunger and thirst seemed to be less, and I took it wonderfully. Can the so-called practitioners who practice Taoism really make a living by eating leaves?

Although the taste is very disliked and even disgusted, the hunger in the abdomen still drives Ruozhi to twist the tender leaves one by one with his fingers, put them in his mouth with his eyes closed, chewed slowly, and swallowed them with difficulty...

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The plate was not big, and there were not many tender leaves. After a few pieces, my fingers touched the plate, and there were no tender leaves to eat.

After touching my stomach, although I was no longer so hungry, I was still far from the feeling of fullness, and I only had three layers.

With a sigh, Ruozhi sat in front of the stone table, staring blankly at the white jade plate on the stone table, in a daze.

Ruozhi, Ruozhi, is he really called Ruozhi? He seems to have no impression of this name. There is also the woman in blue who said she was her master, why did her first reaction be that she didn’t believe it? Speaking of Taoism, what exactly is Taoism? Are people like women in blue or white, who are like Taoism?

It's hard to figure it out.

Just when he was unable to understand it, a stinging pain in his mind, and his soul trembled, completely interrupting his thoughts.

If you stand up, the tingling sensation will disappear immediately, as if the pain just now is just an illusion and has never existed.

What's going on?

Before I could think about it, a feeling of sleepiness came. Ruozhi staggered and reached out to hold the stone table before he stood firm. He shook his head in confusion. Where did this feeling of sleepiness come from? He clearly had just woken up.

My eyes went dark, I fell down, lay down to the ground, and fell into a coma again.

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Ruozhi clearly felt that he was in a void space, not reaching the sky or the ground, surrounded by chaos.

In the chaos not far away, there seemed to be many flashes of light floating, dancing like fireflies.

I reached out and wanted to touch one of them, but the scenery in front of me changed.

It is still a void space, but the fireflies not far away turned into black and white, and two fogs of mist. The black gas slowly rotated like a black hole, with stars and spots; the other white gas was extremely agile, like a scorching sun, which turned more than several times faster than the black hole, and there seemed to be some faint black in it.

The black hole, the scorching sun slowly approached Ruozhi, and the rotation speed seemed to gradually become consistent, and finally merged into Ruozhi's body.

Suddenly, a biting cold and a biting heat were hard to bear. It entered the soul, but it was only a moment.

The next moment, the black hole and the scorching sun merged into two yin and yang fish, intertwined and entangled, slowly turning...

A warm current spreads across Ruo's body, and a sense of comfort fills every pore...

Slowly, Ruozhi lost consciousness.

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Inside the room, the woman in blue looked at him quietly, Ruozhi's body floating in the air, and she slept very quietly...
Chapter completed!